Penny hits hard as fuck mate

“I’ll make this quick,” She said and I barely saw the first attack before it hit me. I heard metal scraping and saw starlight gleam of a razor edge as a sword unfolded behind her, held by nothing and multiplying abruptly with a sharp sound—and then I was sent flying back. The White Tiger’s Hide held under the impact for a moment before shattering, tearing apart with a rush of sensation that I felt against my very being as the blades bit further inwards. I felt my MP drain as my Aura took the hit, soaking it in place of my body, but didn’t have time to check on any precise numbers as I was hurled back into a wall.

Or, more accurately, through a wall.

And the one behind it and the one behind that. I felt cheap wood breaking under my body and I was flung into what seemed like a small work room, over several small desks or tables that I only noticed peripherally, out the other side into the street where I was sent for a rough tumble into the dirt, hit something like a curb, and was sent flying into a thin metal shutter of some kind. The door crumbled beneath me and I went rolling across a warehouse floor.

It hurt. A lot.

But only for a second before the pain faded, swept away by the Gamer’s Body. Still, for a moment all I could do was lay there, stunned by the pain and the confirmation it had carried with it. I was strong and I had trained hard and I’d layers my defenses. Between me and any attack was the White Tiger’s Hide which soaked a large amount of damage before failing, my Metal Aura which reduced any damage by a large fraction, and my Aura which made damage roll over to my MP before touching my HP, to say nothing of my Physical Endurance, which also reduced any source of damage by a large fraction. It was a powerful effect, taken altogether, especially with how highly I’d leveled all my skills; for someone my age, for someone who’d only trained for a month, it was an amazing defense.

And if not for all of that, this fight would have ended in that one blow. Penny had hit me with enough force that even with all of that, she’d still stripped away nearly half my MP—and I was pretty sure she was holding back, especially since I’d felt the blade draw away from me a second after impact.